and Tylar wondered how he knew he’d been feeling helpless as he sat and waited for the doctor appointment in a week. His brother led Tylar in to an interrogation room.
Looking at the female they were to question immediately elicited his sympathy. She was clearly torn up over what her actions had brought about. “This is Juanita. She was the one who smuggled the bomb onboard. Juanita, can you tell us why you did it?” Razar asked as Tylar and he sat across from the grief stricken female.
“Yes, they threatened my sister. She was only thirteen and in our cabin alone. I had just left to get us something to eat. Kathy was all I had in the world.”
“Why are you telling us this now?” Tylar asked.
“Because my sister died in the blast. I no longer care what they intend to do.”
“That’s very brave of you but perhaps for now it would be better if they thought you died. We will help you get justice, Juanita. It’s possible that they never intended the bomb to go to the planet. They may have targeted you from the start.” Razar said.
“I thought that as soon as she mentioned leaving her sister in the cabin.”
“What do you mean? They planned to kill me and my sister to send you a message?”
“Yes, but whoever made the bomb used too much explosive and didn’t know you had left the cabin. It may have been partly because he had to put the bomb in the merchandise to send the proper message. Maybe he measured the distance along hallways instead of straight through the walls. The bomber did a poor job and if he survived, his employers will probably kill him.”
“You keep saying him. Do you know who it is?” Juanita questioned.
“No, and you are correct if you think it could be a female. There are more females than males on the ship so it is even likely. Over half the people on board perished or were severely damaged so it is even possible the bomber died.” Tylar explained.
“So much death and suffering, how could they do this?” Juanita asked.
“It was a bomb. What did you think would happen?” Razar asked curiously.
“They said it wasn’t a real bomb. It was just supposed to send a message to let you know they could get to you. I figured you needed to know that anyway.” Juanita mentioned.
“We’ll need you to stay here but away from your fellow crewpersons. Tylar will assign you a house and a job. All our people work, things are smoother that way. You should also meet Tylar’s mate. She will be a good person to talk to and help you adjust to your new life. I believe the change will be good for you. Just don’t forget that you need to stay strong to give your sister justice.”
Tylar listened closely to what Razar said figuring out his reasoning. Juanita needed a purpose to go on living for and justice for her sister would be that purpose. She also needed someone to talk to that would be Careena. His mate was kind and loving so that would give her something to take her mind off her own troubles. Giving her a place to live was necessary, a job would give her something else to focus on and contribute to their growing community. Razar was showing the wisdom a leader needed and Tylar was proud of his big brother.
Tylar led Juanita to his hover car taking her to see Careena first. Careena came to the door just as he entered throwing herself into his arms. He hugged and kissed her before turning them, he kept his arm around her, toward Juanita. “This is Careena my mate. Careena, this is Juanita. Her ship had an accident and half the crew died including her little sister.”
“Oh dear Lord! You poor thing. Let me make us some tea or coffee. What do you prefer?”
“I’ll just take some water of that is alright?”
“Of course.” Careena said as she ran off.
“Why don’t you sit on the couch? Careena won’t be long and I’ll call around to check on a house for you and a possible job. Anything you enjoy doing?” He wanted to put her in the proper place.
“I loved traveling the